Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Not Crying in the Club Cause I'd Never Go to a Club Lmao , by - Heroine Diaries. Release date: 10.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Not Crying in the Club Cause I'd Never Go to a Club Lmao |
| I don’t do drugs, so why does she hate me? |
| I don’t do lames, that shit drives me crazy |
| I think I love her, girl please have my baby? |
| Old girl call me cause she can’t replace me |
| That was a lie I do K on the weekends |
| Quarantine for life, no I do not need friends |
| I come alive when it is the evening |
| Blind the fuck shit, dodging and weaving |
| That’s yo girl, she with us |
| Not the one, I’m the one |
| Boy you lost, give it up |
| You a scrub, you a scrub |
| Pass the drugs |
| I got homies, keep it tucked |
| You not punk, you not goth |
| Who you fooling? |
| Keep it a buck |
| Percoct, Percocet, Percoct, yeah |
| Percocet, Percocet, Percocet, yeah |
| I love drugs, I like dying, what’s the mood, yeah? |
| That’s your girl, not no more she fucked the crew, yeah |
| Xanny bars I’m feeling lovely |
| I take Perkys in the morning |
| I don’t sleep I’m always geeking |
| Can you feel my heart stop beating? |
| If I die then I’m so lucky |
| I’ve been up for last two weekends |
| Old girl call me, now she’s, «Sorry» |
| Old girl call me, now she’s, «Sorry» |
| I don’t do drugs, so why does she hate me? |
| I don’t do lames, that shit drives me crazy |
| I think I love her, girl please have my baby? |
| Old girl call me cause she can’t replace me |
| That was a lie I do K on the weekends |
| Quarantine for life, no I do not need friends |
| I come alive when it is the evening |
| Blind the fuck shit, dodging and weaving |
| I don’t do drugs, so why does she hate me? |
| I don’t do lames, that shit drives me crazy |
| I think I love her, girl please have my baby? |
| Old girl call me cause she can’t replace me |
| That was a lie I do K on the weekends |
| Quarantine for life, no I do not need friends |
| I come alive when it is the evening |
| Blind the fuck shit, dodging and weaving |